Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1200 Since I am deeply affectionate, I can’t have both (3)

It was the first time that Xiang Yan said that he had a good personality, and Lan Shilang was almost moved to tears.

After buffering for a long time, he said excitedly: "You never said that young master, I have a good personality. Why were my eyes so blind before? Apart from my appearance, I still have a lot to like!"

Xiang Yan wasn't angry either, he just said: "Just accept it!"

Lan Shilang's words...he didn't want Si Yan to know what he had done. If he hadn't ignored it, Si Yan would not have had an accident, let alone be cornered and forced to commit suicide.

It used to be a secret love of one person, but now it's fine, the feelings that appeared out of thin air did not end without a problem, at least he chose a gesture.

A gesture that could stay with her forever.

Lan Shilang rolled his eyes when Xiang Yan said, "Just take it when you see it", and said angrily: "I was enslaved by you on weekdays, and now you are about to die, so I can't bully you back?"

"Who gave you the guts!"

Just as Xiang Yan was about to say no, a clear but hoarse voice sounded outside the door. It was the person he was most familiar with and the person he couldn't let go of at the moment.

The faces of Shu Fan, Lan Shilang, Jin Xin and the others darkened, and they looked away sadly.

If the second master doesn't come, Master Xiang can't let him go no matter what, and he will live on his breath.

But the second master is here...

This was the first time she saw Qiao Lan, the shoulder-length hair that Xiang Yan said was tied together, she looked more like an angel than the first time she saw Xiang Yan.

The two people have the same good-looking eyebrows, eyes and facial features, which are exquisitely combined, but Xiang Yan has a calm and indifferent temperament, while Qiao Lan... At first glance, he looks like a child who has been spoiled and grown up. Proud and dignified.

But now, there is a kind of resentment, loneliness and even grievance in it.

Qiao Lan, who was dressed in trendy clothes, gave Lan Shilang a hard look as soon as he entered the door, and cursed like a warning: "Who told you to talk like that to my brother?"

Lan Shilang opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't refute after all. He couldn't beat Qiao Lan in the past, and it's even more impossible now.

As long as Qiao Lan is present, Xiang Yan will definitely favor Qiao Lan, there is no doubt about it.

Qiao Lan glanced at Shu Fan and Jin Xin again, and then turned her gaze to the person sitting by the bed.

There was still the dress with the hole in the chest on the bed, and he could guess who had worn it just by looking at it.

And there was a medicine box on the bedside cabinet, and underneath was a pile of stained gauze and cotton wool, as well as the needle tube and medicine bottle that had just been removed.

In front of everyone, Qiao Lan walked over, raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. When everyone else was puzzled, he poked his index finger hard on the place that Jin Xin had just sutured and bandaged .

The heart where the flesh and blood of the heart have been gouged out, and the ashes buried, seems to be poked in at once.

Xiang Yan just frowned, and then looked at Qiao Lan with distress.

"Second master!" Shu Fan yelled in fright, afraid that Qiao Lan would do something else.

Si Yan was also taken aback. Qiao Lan's heart ached for doing this, right?A person who resented her for appearing inexplicably robbed his brother who loved him the most, and even killed his brother.

Jin Xin also hastily reminded him: "Second Lord, Xiangye's body..."

Lan Shilang frowned, and said coldly, "Qiao Lan, don't overdo it! Xiangyan has been waiting for you for so long!"

Several voices were mixed together, but they were not as loud as Qiao Lan's alone. His aggrieved sobs were very clear: "He can stab me in the heart, why can't I teach him a lesson!"

　The little bastard's self-indulgent and self-willed personality... feels distressed

　　
　
(End of this chapter)